By Eric Le Roy
Have you ever gazed into a circus mirror that stretched you until you looked like a tapeworm or a spaghetti noodle with eyes? Or breathed in a blast of helium and then tried to talk, sounding like an idiot from Looney Tunes, so bad that even a therapist would piss himself laughing?
These are distortions, of course, but then so is a cartoonist’s … Read the rest
By Eric Le Roy
It is the business of dreams to solve dream-problems. That’s why they come forth in the mind of the vulnerable sleeper, in the twirling nebula and radiant nimbus of a slumber. They conjure a world, and that world spins. But dreams usually slip out the back door when sleep lifts, don’t they? They are the best of all burglars, and as they vanish, they take your … Read the rest
By Eric Le Roy
“Hotel rooms inhabit a separate moral universe.”
– Tom Stoppard
Human beings stop at many points of connection. What they discover at these watering holes of the spirit defines the glory and carnage of their lives. I’ve watched people disappear into the dark and reemerge sometime later, as I have, and probably to many of the same places – in substance, if not in … Read the rest
By Eric Le Roy
A couple of days ago, my wife and I took our young Ridgeback Retriever, Baron, for a long autumnal walk near a monastery up in the hills here in Varna. Toward sundown, when a faint mist wettens the twilight air, then sinks, mixing fallen leaves and black earth into pliable sod, tramping along this multi-colored corridor gives great pleasure. Not many people are about – a … Read the rest
By Eric Le Roy
They say it’s the ‘soul’ that matters. Well, these days a lot of people don’t think we have them; they figure that what goes on inside our skulls is not much more than an electronic car crash or an endless lightning storm – and maybe they are right. Indeed, before ‘souls’ were sent packing, not to an ‘afterlife’ but to the slagheap of everlasting death, … Read the rest
